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Chapter 34: Wasted beyond imagination

Just like Yan Ding used a nuclear explosion to witness the monk's almost absolute defense in the last battle.

Distorting the rules of reality will naturally resist reality's own correction power, which will inevitably cause huge consumption.

If it is the light of the soul, because it is an absolute distortion of the rules of reality, the light of the soul actually has the same correction power as the rules of reality, so this consumption will be within an acceptable range.

Therefore, Yan Ding can be sure that the monk forcibly used his Buddhist power to distort any matter. It is impossible for any substance to exist under the 1 million degree high temperature of the nuclear explosion center. This realistic rule allowed him to stay intact in the nuclear explosion center. He must have paid a considerable price. .

Fortunately, the nuclear explosion lasted only a moment, and the monk only had to distort that short moment. Probably because of this, he was able to remain so calm and calm in the face of Yan Ding's nuclear explosion threat.

It is clear how powerless ordinary power is when faced with the light of the soul.

Because he knew it well, he only chose to have peace talks with the monk after seeing his Buddhist power that seemed to be the light of the soul.

The reason for the original war was actually a misunderstanding. After all, when Yan Ding appeared, the violent aura of the burning black magic fire on his body was too irritating to the monk's nerves.

At first, Yan Ding really wanted to kill this monk, because he was in really bad condition at the time, but he was attacked at this time, and injured beasts are the most dangerous, especially since Yan Ding lives in a place that is constantly in danger like the main god's space. .

The war broke out, and the scale of the battle gradually escalated, until finally the nuclear bomb was the final word.

Although he was very angry because he was attacked for no reason, firstly, he was not in a good condition at the time, and secondly, it was not worth it to fight with a suspected fourth-level strong man because of a misunderstanding.

He had just come back from death, but the sword blow to his head from the clone Zheng Zha still made his body hurt.

Everything told him that he didn't have the capital to fall out with a fourth-level powerhouse.

Afterwards, we communicated, reconciled, and reached a certain tacit understanding, and we have been living in peace until now.

Yan Ding once had the idea of ​​waiting for the monk to collapse and then take this opportunity to kill him.

But the monk's state when he fought with him made him stop at this time.

The monk definitely didn't attack him because he was trying to slay demons.

Because the purpose of the monk's attack was not the violent inflammation left in his body by the clone Zheng Zha.

On the contrary, all the extraordinary power of Yan Ding melted directly under the life-threatening Buddhist chant like snow bathing in sunlight.

Since it's not about getting rid of demons, it's a deeper reason.

It is probably related to the monk himself.

Therefore, Yan Ding can be sure that regardless of whether the monk is possessed by demons or not, he must be the monk's first target.

"No need to pretend, he's gone." After Yan Ding left, Thalia, who was floating in the air again, suddenly said this.

The mysterious sound still echoed in the air, but Thalia was apparently not affected in the slightest.

The killer lady who was lying on the operating table in the cubicle turned over and got out of bed, covering her chest with one hand. The pale color on her face had not faded, and the cold sweat had not yet dried.

But the transparent blood holes in front and back that Yan Ding struck with his palm had disappeared at this time.

"Do you think it's useful to pretend that I'm unconscious or not? He won't be able to tell." Miss Killer originally thought that this little girl was a character that was easier to get close to, but she didn't expect that this little girl was the one who was the most hidden. That one.

Her innocence is just a disguise, her vulnerability is just a skin.

The real face behind this mask is far different than anyone could imagine.

"I mean, stop pretending. Do you really think your performance is so perfect?" Thalia floated in front of Miss Killer. Although her body still looked like a little girl, she had actually lived forty-eight years. Even if his mental growth has not reached the ideal level, at least in terms of knowledge and knowledge, Thalia, who belongs to that kind of family, will never become an ignorant novice.

She had already heard the name of Black Widow Natasha.

Although all the information was deleted online, she could not find any information about Natasha through any computer connected to the Internet.

But it happened that during one of Natasha's missions, there was the shadow of their family behind her.

Therefore, the information about this beautiful spy does not exist on the Internet, but does exist in their family's intelligence system.

Thalia could feel the monk's kindness, so she wanted to repay the kindness. Thalia could also feel Yan Ding's indifference, so she chose the most appropriate way to face Yan Ding, observing the rules and expressing her feelings at the same time. A little kindness will definitely make her situation easier.

Although her past life was scarred, it did not mean that she was fragile, because in her family, if she were fragile, it would be impossible for her to be placed on a life-support device for two months after being on the verge of death.

The family is too big, and she is just a bastard in the eyes of others. Like those low-level slaves, she is something that can be discarded at will.

So when facing Natasha, she showed her skill.

The most appropriate way to confront a spy is to identify him.

This will allow her to take the initiative in the shortest possible time.

Natasha was just startled, and then she straightened up. She didn't mind at all that she didn't even have time to put on any clothes. She looked directly into Thalia's eyes and said, "Just tell me what you have to say. There's no need to tease me."

Thalia said softly:

“I want you to declare rebellion and join here.

As you truly are"

Yan Ding came to the monk's position despite the mysterious voice that was everywhere.

Along the way, Yan Ding's outfit was very ostentatious. He was wearing a close-fitting silver armor with dense mantras engraved on it. Twelve earth-yellow stone crystal balls were moving around him like planets. Through the mysterious connection between the two, It provides Yan Ding with a huge amount of spiritual power.

He wears three rings on his hands, one on the index finger of his left hand and one on the index and middle finger of his right hand. The one on the middle finger is a space ring. Although the specific functions of the other two rings are not clear, just looking at the dense inscriptions on the surface and the extremely precious materials, it is obviously not Ordinary product.

Yan Ding is the Master, always has been.

"Amitabha, the donor came a little late this time." Yan Ding saw Monk Huanzhen sitting cross-legged. Monk Huanzhen's face was as peaceful as ever, but there was a slight change in his breath. The scene has become a bit aloof from the previous warmth.

Coupled with the tone of what he just said, it is obvious that Monk Huanzhen has undergone great changes.

“Although I’ve already calculated that it’s almost there, there should still be a few more times.

The peace of mind collapsed so quickly, you are a bit useless beyond my imagination. "

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